We are all so much closer to being homeless than not.

And you shouldn’t need to face the possibility of homelessness to be kind and decent to your fellow human beings.

I don’t know how to explain to you that you should care about other people. Fix your hearts.

All while taking 4-5 classes each semester and pursing multiple freelance journalism opportunities.

What’s happening in DC and elsewhere is scary and inhumane and I’m not going to pretend I don’t feel that way.

We have to stop normalizing what’s happening.

The credit union I banked with put a hold on my account for “spending money unwisely” because I ate at Taco Bell a lot. No joke. That’s what they told me. It was the only place I could afford to eat hot food from.

I worked 2-3 jobs, more than full time, none that offered benefits. I was uninsured.

I was fortunate to have a car to sleep in some nights. Other nights I hopped from friend’s couch to friend’s couch.

I was thankful I never had to sleep on the street, but it was stressful to find places to clean up, to rest, to get food I could afford that wouldn’t go bad.

I paid a $40 copay in total. And now I never have to worry about accidental pregnancy, or about getting raped and getting pregnant. (4/4)

I found my surgeon on this list. I did not have to go through a stupid approval process or get my spouse's permission. I told him it's what I wanted, he went over informed consent as required by law, and that was it.

docs.google.com/spreadsheets...

If your surgeon is good at their job, they know how to get it coded so that it's covered as birth control for free under most insurance plans. (2/thread)

Dontcha know it. Sometimes I wish Gabby could interview me over the nightmare of renting from Progress Residential.